I watched the sun fall through the dirt
Inside, something hurt
Though I waited for you, you did not return.
Sun rise, harsh and mean
Eyes burn, what does life mean?
Could there be another place, a world that can’t be seen?
Is God real? Does he understand?
I press my face into your wrinkled hand.
I want to touch the golden one.
I want to walk in his golden sun.
(When you crawl, life can be so easy for you.)
I want to give everything away.
I want to shrink every single day.
And be small, down upon my knees for you.
Your eyes fall upon my face
My brain goes still
and in its place is a silent space.
Your hand upon my head
Buttered tea and a cube of bread
Memories, what do they mean?
Were they only dreams?
Is life real? Can anybody know
The way to truly please a man of gold?
I want to touch the golden one.
I want to walk in his golden sun.
(When you crawl, life can be so easy for you.)
I want to give everything away.
I want to shrink every single day.
And be small, down upon my knees for you.
And every time I fall so low
Watch out, his love flows into my heart
There is no pain; there is only gain.
And every time I see his eyes
Come within an inch of mine
Shine, shine, shine, light divine- all I have is thine.
Am I real? Why try to understand?
I only need to reach out for his golden hand.
I want to touch the golden one.
I want to walk in his golden sun.
(When you crawl, life can be so easy for you.)
I want to give everything away.
I want to shrink every single day.
And be small, down upon my knees for you.
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